Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monster GX Fan Fiction ❯ It's never too later (Seto) ❯ Chapter 4

It's never too Late [a Seto romance] 04

Iris sat across from Seto in the small, intimate restaurant wearing a small blue dress and a pair of little heals her hair worn half up half down. Seto wore a suit of rich blue, a pale blue silk shirt and a pair of black loafers with no soaks and a very sexy smirk. Slipping off his shoe he ran his foot up and down her leg, a suggestive light in his eyes. Glaring at him she tried not to laugh as she hissed “Seto, we're in public,” as a waiter walked over “Can I take your order ma'am? Sir?” he asked. “Umm,” Iris said quickly scanning the list, “I'll have the chicken paster and a glass of white wine,” she said giving him a bright smile.

Irked that she'd wasted a smile on the idiot Seto said “I'll have a rare beef with vegetables and a glass of red wine thank you,” as he ran his foot up her leg, along her thigh, under the edge of her dress and caressed the edge of her thigh highs. She flushed a pretty pink as the waiter walked away and glared at him as she slipped her hand under the table and ran a long manicured nail down the soul of his foot. He shivered, his smirk turning to a grin until she pinched him and he pulled his foot back.

She grinned at him, her eyes glowing with love and mischief. Smiling he shook his head and asked “So what were you doing before Mokuba sprung on you?” Instantly her teeth tugged on her lower lip and she averted her eyes “Painting,” she whispered but the flush on her cheeks told him she'd been doing more than just painting. “Mmm, what where you painting?” he asked watching her closely; her embarrassment intrigued him and worried him. He'd die if she'd been having an affair, the thought came unbidden and he knew he had no right to think it. She wouldn't do that, she wasn't that type of person.

Still not meeting his gaze she said “Well, you remember a few nights ago, when you fell asleep in the library?” “Yes, I remember, I woke with a headache,” he replied still watching her face. “I went into the library that night, looking for something to read and when I saw you asleep I couldn't help myself and I did a quick sketch,” she shrugged as she spoke. “It's very rare for me to find you asleep,” she said looking up “I did the sketch and grabbed one of my large sketch books, went to my room and did a large version.” She smiled the smile that had been melting him to his soaks since the first time and said “I was painting it when your brother came and got me.”

“You were painting me?” he asked surprised, he couldn't have been more so if she told him she was painting a nude model, which she'd done before. “Yes,” she said defensively smiling gently he said “I'd like to see it when we go home,” which got him startled eyes. He knew he hadn't been paying enough attention to her, but her reactions told him that he'd not only hurt her by his lack of love but he'd been the one who had forced her to hide who she was. “Okay,” she whispered as their drinks came.

“Seto,” Iris said looking at him, directly in the eye, “What happened between us?” she asked. Blinking Seto said “I don't know, I think it was mostly my fault.” “How so?” she asked frowning. Smiling gently, a small up turn of his lips “Well, I have been ignoring you a lot, ever since Seth came down with that bug and you moved rooms to be closer to him. I don't know why, I think I just got so caught up in work and the academy's needs that I forgot the needs of my family.”

Looking into her deep eyes he said “I forgot the most important person in my life's needs, I forgot that I was needed by others not for the jobs I could provide or the entertainment I could create but for the love, the affection, I could give them.” “Oh, Seto,” she said tears gathering in her eyes. His breath caught and he grabbed her hands, pressed kisses to her knuckles “I'm so sorry, please forgive me,” he breathed staring into her gaze. She seemed trapped in the deep blue of his gaze, the love and shear desperation in his eyes.

“I already have Seto; I know you didn't mean to forget me, or our son. I know you love us and that's enough for me, although, I think I'm going to move back into our room when we get back,” Iris said. “I think that will be a very, very good idea, I have many idea's of what we could do,” he said trying to lighten up the conversation, he'd never been good at emotional problems. That's why Iris had made him fall so hard, she was open, direct and easy to please. She knew he had a hard time expressing his love for others so she let him do it his way and was content to be at his side knowing that no matter what she came first, if anything happened to her or Mokuba or their son, he'd drop everything to help them.

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Later that night Seto lay in their bed, Iris fast asleep beside him, the smell of the ocean, sweat and sex filling his nostrils, looking down at her Seto smiled as he ran a hand threw her long, silky hair. Sliding down beside her he pulled her into his arms and held her to him. He had a sudden fear that if he did this, completely forgot her again, she'd walk. She said it was okay but he knew it wasn't it was wrong and cruel. Crushing her to him he closed his eyes, only to feel her turn over, her fingers lightly brushing his face. Opening his eyes he looked at her, not realising his fears, his hopes, his needs where so raw and visible in his eyes.

“Seto, honey what's wrong?” she whispered pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead, “Nothing,” he lied and she gave him a look that told him she knew he was lying and she wasn't going to put up with it. Sighing he rested his head on the mound of her breast and said “Just I-I know I haven't been a very good husband, hell I haven't even been a nice person.” It was easier to tell her in the dark, surrounded by the warmth and love she provided. It made him feel safe, invincible. “I'm afraid that if I stuff up again, for any reason that you're going to walk; take little Seth and leave because I've hurt you so many times,” he said.

“Seto, honey,” she said pulling his head up to look into her large eyes, the honest love and trust that filled them made his heart hurt and he was glade for it. “Seto, love isn't always easy, sometimes it's about getting hurt, learning from that hurt and loving again. It's not always hugs, roses and puppies, sometimes its pain and just another way to bleed. But you know what I think?” she asked. “No; what?” Seto asked knowing she was right, she always knew just what to say to make it all better. “I think that you are the sexiest dope in the world, you're hopeless when it comes to emotions and a wiz at numbers and making things work. I on the other hand tend to break toasters and blow up computers but give me an emotional problem and I can solve it. We're a perfect match and I am not going to lose you because we're arguing or your to busy to notice some things wrong.” She smiled as she spoke.

“Every couple fights, every couple has rough patches and we're just another couple, we have your meddling brother to help us if we get stuck and a wonderful son who needs to play catch with his da and I am never, ever going to walk out on you. In sickness and in health, till death do you part, is apart of our vows and I for one am going to up hold them, besides I love you to much to let you go,” she said. A hesitant smile crept onto his face and she kissed him, her hands tangling into his hair as she pulled him closer.